The fire eisgesäumte lips.
Earth harr end promise.
The skinny sipping water. The air is a
incurable revenge.
Along the way drunken yesterday.
In his hand an empty hour.
The red moon, and his sisters
flog a scary moment.
a flashback and a dull whisper. The darkness
inflates their nostrils.
She sucks me piercingly. You remain silent and
: The Winter's child.
exempt wind in your hair and am good
Bornschein.
© 2009 Simone wedge
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